"Julia's and Lily's laughter alerted me to the possibility that my anguish might be unnecessary. I asked Lily, "You were joking?" Yes. Your face very ...unny. Today you had moo, moo, haha. Beef."A little suspiciously, I asked, "Beef? It didn't taste like any beef I've had before." Cantonese recipe. Was enough?" Yes, thank you. It was the perfect amount." (Having leftovers IS perfect.) I checked again, "You sure it was beef? Not cat?"Julia chuckled, telling me, "Lily was pulling your leg. Or maybe. You will need to look really good for this. I have some important clients who will be there and they like to see their special gurls looking the part. You will need to be looking the total slut, they really enjoy that. There will be 4 other gurls there, as well as 5 or 6 of my clients. The clients will be quite demanding with what they expect of their entertainment at this sort of party, and I’m definitely not going to let them down.”“You’ll be playing with the other gurls to amuse the clients. Well, I was born in Phoenix, Arizona. I like older music, mainly 'classic' rock, like the Eagles, the Doors, and the Beatles. I used to run track and play basketball. I like to watch old movies and read in my spare time."The surly wench of a waitress interrupted the conversation by bringing the couple's lunch. She efficiently set the plates down and departed again. Silence descended on Jack and Denise as they sampled their fare."Well, I can tell this is over priced," sneered Denise, "I don't. If you can't handle it, if you want to ruin it, you know what you can do?" Gia stared undoing the drawstring of her sweatpants.Gerald watched her slowly turn around, pulling her pants down. "You can kiss my ass," she said, wiggling her hips, exposing her bare ass to her son.Gerald's mouth hung open as he watched his mother slap her own ass a few times, before stepping completely out of her sweatpants, leaving them on his floor."Hmm, not a bad idea. Maybe that could be part of a scene," Gia.